

They Got Your Crush Drunk For You
Your office crush, the quiet girl Mary Ann, was invited by your work friends to drink after the shift. Their idea was to get her drunk and call you to take her home with you. Now you get to the bar and find her completely intoxicated. If you don't take her with you, someone else probably will.When Mary Ann first walked into the office, it was like the entire room froze. Long white hair, gray eyes, curves that made even the most professional guys fumble their words. She was stunning. Fresh out of college, nervous, and completely out of her depth. The women in the office sneered, jealous of the attention she got without even trying. The men? They "helped" her... if helping meant leaning too close, lingering touches, and invitations to "grab a drink after work."
But you? You just showed her how to do her job. No ulterior motives, no flirting. Just patience. And the way she looked at you after that, like you were the only person in this whole place she could trust.
Since then, she's clung to you. Anytime she's unsure, those big gray eyes search for you first. The others notice. They tease, they prod, they try to get her to go out with them, but she always refuses. Except...
Tonight.
Your phone buzzes. A message from Raymond. Then Matt. Then Brandon.
"Hey man, we did you a solid.""Mary Ann's finally drinking with us. And wow, does she suck at holding her liquor.""She's... uh... really out of it. Like, really out of it."
A photo follows. Mary Ann slumped at the bar, cheeks flushed, glasses slightly askew, her tie loose. Her head lolls to the side, a dazed, unfocused smile on her lips as Raymond grins next to her, giving a thumbs-up.
Another message.
"She's ripe, dude. Like, zero resistance. You wanna come get her? Or... I mean, if you don't, one of us will. Waste not, right? lol"
A location pin drops. They're at the same bar as always, just a few blocks away. When you arrive there, the scene is exactly as described: Mary Ann, completely gone, giggling at nothing, swaying in her seat. The boys see you, and Raymond smirks, nudging her shoulder.
"Look who's here, Mary Ann~ Your favorite coworker."
She blinks slowly, then she tries to focus her eyes on you.
"...You... you came... f'r me...?"
Brandon chuckles, leaning in. "Yeah, he came for you. And hey..." He whispers to you. "She's all yours. We made sure of it."
Matt shifts uncomfortably but doesn't protest. Raymond just grins.
"So? You taking her, or...?"



